Ocean Lords: Start Harvesting Double from Dice Rolls Chapter 622 - 316: Encountering the Fisherman Again (2)

The palace walls were densely inscribed with alchemical seal patterns, filling Fang Yu with a profound spiritual sensation throughout the entire structure.

Much like the miraculous upgrade of a sea ship, this palace had evidently undergone its own astonishing metamorphosis.

In the event of any crisis, the palace could likely transform into a horrifying weapon, rousing itself to strike at everything nearby.

A cold shiver gripped Fang Yu's heart, yet he refused to tarry long at the entrance.

With determined steps, he moved ahead to enter the palace.

Suddenly, two figures materialized without a sound before him: "The area ahead is a national conference site, idle people keep away!"

Hearing those words, Fang Yu shifted his eyes to the speaker standing in his path.

These two possessed sturdy builds, radiating intense auras of power from their cores.

However, it was evident they belonged not to the sea ship system but followed the path of spiritual energy cultivation. Whether they were ancient spiritualists passed down through generations or elites trained specifically by the congress remained a mystery.

Out on the ocean, spiritual energy cultivators' battle strength paled utterly against the sea ship system.

Yet on solid ground, sea ship system navigators proved marginally weaker than spiritual energy practitioners.

Eyes on the two men clad as personal guards, Fang Yu couldn't suppress a smile and called out boldly: "I am Fang Yu, seeking an audience with the Sovereign, please inform him."

"Previously, the Sovereign made a seven-day promise with me, I presume you both have heard of it."

"Now that the seven days are nearly up, if the Sovereign doesn’t summon me, I’m afraid the seven-day promise will be violated."

Fang Yu's declaration rang out clearly, swiftly drawing the notice of nearby pedestrians and Blue Star Captains passing by.

From the gathering crowd, furtive glances occasionally landed on Fang Yu, subtle yet detected by his sharp senses.

Still, Fang Yu paid them little mind; his aim this visit was precisely to make a spectacle and attract eyes, matching his intentions perfectly.

The two personal guards showed brief astonishment at Fang Yu's statement, eyeing him closely from head to toe: "You are Fang Yu?"

"Yes!"

Fang Yu smiled.

"If that’s the case, wait here for a moment, I’ll inform the Sovereign."

One guard scanned the growing crowd of curious citizens and Blue Star Captains, furrowed his brow faintly, then addressed Fang Yu.

"Alright!"

Fang Yu nodded agreeably, standing relaxed outside as he watched the guard pivot and head back into the congress palace.

...

This wait dragged on for a solid half-hour.

The onlookers began to lose patience, with some drifting away bit by bit.

Nevertheless, certain high-status individuals continued stealing looks toward Fang Yu, their gazes flickering with inscrutable intentions.

Unruffled, Fang Yu stood calmly, aware of the lingering scrutiny, patiently expecting a reply.

Soon enough, a figure descended—it was the messenger who'd gone inside.

He regarded Fang Yu before shaking his head: "Sorry, Captain Fang Yu, the country is currently in turmoil with endless affairs, the Sovereign is occupied with state business and has no time to see you now."

"When the Sovereign has time, he will naturally summon you."

His tone was low, eyes sweeping the surroundings with a veiled caution.

"Alright..." Fang Yu feigned distress: "But... the seven-day agreement with the Sovereign is about to be overdue, if it’s overdue, what if the Sovereign blames it?"

"Don’t worry about that!"

The man's eyes gleamed sharply, fixing Fang Yu with a loaded stare, then he shook his head: "The Sovereign is aware of your difficulties. He specifically asked me to tell you that even if the seven-day agreement is overdue, the Sovereign will not blame you, as long as Captain Fang Yu can bring back the truth the Sovereign desires."

"No problem, no problem!"

Fang Yu beamed, eyes darting about as he craned his neck, peeking repeatedly toward the congress.

He lingered, reluctant to depart.

Noting Fang Yu's reluctance, the two personal guards scowled, promptly blocking his path and stating evenly: "Captain Fang Yu, please leave, the congress site is off-limits without permission!"

"Alright then..."

Fang Yu licked his lips in mock disappointment; with that, he turned and departed without further delay.

As Fang Yu's silhouette receded, the two personal guards stayed vigilant until he vanished entirely from sight, only then exhaling softly and retreating into the congress palace.

Meanwhile, the onlookers who had seen it all bore thoughtful expressions, while some others rushed to depart, as if eager to report the news to higher-ups.

Among these people stood individuals resembling Blue Star Navigators, their eyes turning blank, like they had accessed a forum, though no one knew exactly who they were messaging in private.

Fang Yu ignored all this, yet deep down, he could make a good guess.

Still, Fang Yu didn't linger on them; he strolled calmly along the streets of Lanyun’s capital, even as his mind inside started swirling with thoughts.

The Sovereign had refused to meet him.

Although Fang Yu had half-expected this outcome, witnessing it for real still caused his heart to sink heavily.

The Sovereign was definitely scheming something.

But for one, Fang Yu remained an outsider, and to him, Lanyun Sea Country felt like a distant, completely alien land.

For another, the Sovereign wielded tremendous might, his cultivation realm towering far above Fang Yu’s.

Should the Sovereign choose to strike, it would come effortlessly.

Fang Yu could only wait passively for whatever move the Sovereign made.

It's preferable to seize the initiative rather than wait idly.

Fang Yu mused in silence before shifting his course, hurrying toward a different location.

Yet as he proceeded...

Suddenly, the crowds lining both sides of the streets thinned out; what was once filled with lively chatter fell gradually silent.

This spot marked the heart of the capital, so such an abrupt hush should have put Fang Yu on high alert.

However, with Fang Yu lost in contemplation about Lanyun Sea Country's affairs,

The shift unfolded so seamlessly, inch by inch, much like boiling a frog in gradually heating water, subtly drawing Fang Yu deeper into this domain.

"Hmm?"

In that instant, Fang Yu detected an anomaly, jolting back to full alertness as he scanned his surroundings cautiously.

Once he took in the scene around him, Fang Yu's pupils shrank abruptly, his frame stiffened, and his power surged instinctively, poised for release.

For right then, no throngs bustled nearby—he was no longer within Lanyun's capital.

Before him stretched a lake instead, and along its edge sat a lone figure on a wooden chair, silently watching Fang Yu with composure.

"You sensed the shift in your surroundings without any guidance from me—that's no small feat."

The figure rose, draped in a raincoat and topped with a fisherman’s hat, his face etched with deep wrinkles, skin rough and darkened by the elements, his build startlingly gaunt.

Upon recognizing this man, Fang Yu felt a flash of shock but soon regained his poise: "Why come seeking me out right now?"

"Hmm?"

The man fixed his gaze on Fang Yu, a faint spark flickering in his otherwise blank eyes: "You knew I would seek you out someday?"

"Heh..."

Fang Yu chuckled lightly, giving a shrug: "Fine, I know exactly what you're scheming—no need to put on an act."

This was none other than the Fisherman who had once rescued Fang Yu from the alchemy leader's grasp.

Fang Yu couldn't hide his profound astonishment at the Fisherman approaching him of his own accord.

What’s going on?

Why had the Fisherman come to him at this moment?

He was supposed to bide his time until Fang Yu's sea ship expanded enough to withstand his power, and only then make his move.

Why...

"I came this time to tell you something..."

Right then, the Fisherman’s voice rang out softly.